Horse has bolted Garman and I were discussing where Himself has gone this morning. It’s a bit of a ritual. He says: “Daddy?” and I say “Tá Dadaí imithe, gone” (I know, I know) and he says, “Daddy gone airplane?” and I say “Sea go ” Today it’s Warsaw and everytime I said it Garman would make clicking noises and say “Orsie.” So he thinks Himself is off horseriding somewhere – he has the life!